Wednesday, February 17, 2010

The natural history of cars.....

The same if you live in cubbies for over a day you do tend to feel different towards your mates.

I for one certainly remember the feeling of playing the truant. BV does. He feels like having a day off. Probably gunna ring in sick and leave me to bang out this old panel on me uncles 120Y.

Now here's the thing. We've all had alot of different cars right? From ya first to ya last.

Sing it(To the tune-'Road to Gunagai'):

There was Fawn, there was Hornet, there was Colin on a string, amongst the old tar witchi woo....

There was Buzzy, there was Storm and there was Justy in the moon and there was room for all to swing.

Rememmber Jill? Remember Mazdas with their boot ready to fill? Stop the song. Turn it off. Im being flooded with too many heart strings....Im all slippy in the mud. Where me go? Why me do a murder? Who fix it? How me get this job?Why so long a drive way? Why my car all brown and dark inside?

BV? Can you finish the song for me?

(very quietly) There was Buzzy in the mud, against the old pie mungled road......

About Me

smiley mcslidey is Isaw Isonn and Bombed Village. Two down and out pesky varmints who value simplicity over complexity, emptiness over that which is full, broken things over those which work and raw materials over those that have been polished. This blog has been started out of pure desperation, the need to be heard even if it is only by ourselves and the search for those who share the same values. Desperation does funny things to people.
We are both musicians who thought we'd be famous by now. We thought the world world have caught on. But it hasn't. This blog to begin with will mostly be occupied by complaints and 'what about me?' posts and the occasional link to things we like. We encourage you to contact us at smileymcslidey@gmail.com and tell us your stories of frustration, let down's, couldabeens and if only's.We'll post them! At the very least it will make smiley mcslidey feel better. Perhaps if we complain loudly enough the god's will heed our calls and give us what we want. If that's the case then we look forward to all our projects, smiley mcslidey included, becoming something more than an act of desperation.
Oh optimism...why do you taunt us so?